The Eighteen Levels of Hell: Lying is Forbidden Here Chapter 228: Going to be Done For

Nine versus two.

Reason One: Diwu Zeyi had said that these players would all be killed by them.

Reason Two: The nine people felt the crushing suppression in strength from those two.

Reason Three: They weren't sure whether, even if they didn't speak, they would still be pitted to death by these two under the Secret Room traps at the next station.

Reason Four: The advantage was with them. With nine Skills superimposed on each other, no matter what Star Rating you were, you'd be knocked flat.

For the [Two].

Diwu Zeyi didn't care. The only things that could affect him were those few Ghost Whisperer Skills.

Chen Ran was sowhat worried, but after thinking about it, there seed to only be fighting with their backs to the river. Currently, the number of players was still eleven. Besides the person using the Skill, the rest would all be affected by the Skill.

Simply put, Chen Ran would be affected by nine Skills, while those nine people would each be affected by eight Skills. As long as one of these nine people died, the Skills he was subjected to would correspondingly decrease by one.

His worry mainly ca from the fiercely glaring Diwu Zeyi.

Therefore, in the following ti, Chen Ran and Diwu Zeyi both put away their frivolous expressions. Their brains rapidly turned, thinking about how to pit each other to death.

The two sat on the platform bench, smoking Cigarettes one after another. The remaining nine people also weren't idle. They ford a circle surrounding the bench, and then sat cross-legged, quietly waiting for the ti to end.

However, these nine people, presumably also afraid of being affected by each other's Skills, were spaced relatively far apart, resulting in a rather large encirclent.

Not knowing how long had passed, the eleven people felt sothing in their hearts, all violently opening their eyes and looking at their Watches.

The effect of the Eternal Kingdom...

Had ended!

"Next, you guys had best not lie again, otherwise..." Chen Ran held his Gun in his right hand resting on the back of the chair, sweeping his gaze over everyone.

His aning was self-evident. As long as one person spoke a lie, the rest of the Skills would be broken.

The nine people exchanged a glance.

One of them pointed his Gun at the ceiling, a bit of madness in his eyes.

"Liar-Slayer: Stubborn Paralysis."

The Secret Room went dark. In the darkness, two gunshots were transmitted over. In other words, a total of two Skills were used just now, and the remaining one Skill didn't require a command.

Skills that didn't require commands were mostly ones that could be intuitively felt when the light was restored. This kind of Skill usually belonged to the lowest level.

When the light was restored.

Chen Ran saw Qiu Yinong and Lin Xiuyuan standing not far away. The forr walked over anxiously, while the latter just coldly looked at him.

He glanced at his Watch, ignored the approaching Qiu Yinong, and closed his eyes again.

"Chen Ran, it's . What's wrong with you? Do you need to use the Wheel of Ti to help you decipher their Skills?"

Chen Ran didn't answer, while simultaneously continuing to silently count the ti in his heart. When the Secret Room went dark he started silently counting, and opened his eyes when he counted to 50 seconds.

He looked towards a player pointing his Gun at the ceiling. When he counted to 65 seconds, this player opened his mouth to speak a Skill command, but Chen Ran's body was stiff and he simply couldn't hear what he was saying.

'The first Skill [Stubborn Paralysis] is that Skill similar to a paralysis ring.'

'The effect is, every 1 minute, the body stiffens for 2 seconds.'

'This is very strange. I just looked at my Watch earlier, consuming roughly 5 seconds or so.'

'In other words, when I silently counted to 65 seconds in my heart, the first Skill should have already passed 70 seconds.'

'I clearly should have stiffened at the 60th second, yet my body stiffened at the 70th second.'

'Either, the first player who used a Skill lied.'

'Or, the third Skill made lose 7 seconds of mory.'

'Why is it 7 seconds?'

'Simply because the third player's body would also stiffen at the 60th second, therefore the ti he used his Skill was after the 62nd second ended, naly using the Skill at the 63rd second.'

'70 - 63 = 7.'

'From deduction, the credibility of the third Skill making the one hit lose 7 seconds of mory is high.'

'Currently, there are at least three Skills.'

'First: Stubborn Paralysis.'

'Second: Manufacturing phantoms.'

'Third: Losing 7 seconds of mory.'

'The reason it is [at least], is simply because I'm not certain whether any players used Skills during the seven seconds I lost my mory?'

'Before the teorite Mirage, four players had already exposed their Skills.'

'In other words, if three Skills were used just now, plus the three exposed, there are still two unknown Skills.'

'Among these two Skills, there should be one Skill similar to the seven mouths and eight tongues we heard just now, so there is actually only one true unknown Skill left.'

'Moreover, Tong Fei's teammate is a Ghost Whisperer, so this Skill is highly likely a physical-type Skill...'

'They foreshadowed so much, it should be for this final Ghost Whisperer Skill.'

Imdiately following.

The fourth Skill appeared, also used stuck at the ti when Chen Ran's body stiffened.

In the stiffened state, Chen Ran only had his eyes available to use; the rest of his senses all failed.

This Skill didn't have any obvious changes. Chen Ran thought that it was highly likely one of the four Skills used previously during the teorite Mirage.

No giant net of light rays appeared around, so it shouldn't be [Net of Heaven and Earth].

'[Illusion Swap]?'

'I am still occupying my body, therefore this Skill can also be ruled out.'

'[srizing Gaze]?'

'I look at the female players, or even Qiu Yinong's phantom, and don't feel anything either.'

'Can be ruled out.'

'Conclusion: [Falling Flowers Turn to Mud].'

'Not scientific!'

'These four Skills, aside from [Illusion Swap] and [srizing Gaze], the remaining two shouldn't have any usage value right.'

'No!'

'No!'

'I seem to have evaded sothing.'

Thinking of this.

Chen Ran looked around. This was a park, with a Basketball Court, Ping Pong Ball tables, fishern, and amusent facilities.

Chen Ran and Diwu Zeyi were sitting on a park bench. At this ti, a basketball rolled over from afar. Covered in sweat and wearing a jersey, a middle-parted Youth shouted: "Bro, please throw the ball over."

'This esteed brother's hairstyle is like that of an old friend...'

Chen Ran withdrew his gaze, confirming he hadn't discovered any clues, and kicked the basketball away with one foot.

The basketball was a physical entity.

"Looking at your appearance, you seem to like playing basketball very much?" Diwu Zeyi asked with a smile.

Chen Ran didn't answer.

Continued to think.

'Just now, where did my deduction reach?'

'Oh, right. The third Skill was used. There are still six Skills, among which four Skills are known and two Skills are unknown.'

'Among the three unknown Skills, it can be confird... three unknown Skills?'

Chen Ran suddenly thought of sothing, and violently turned his head to look at the player sitting behind the bench.

'Not good!'

'I rember this guy's Skill is that Skill similar to seven mouths and eight tongues!'

'If he utilized the ti of my seven-second amnesia to use his Skill, and continuously spoke to while I was stuck in bodily stiffness or amnesia, then...'

'I will believe the seventh or eighth sentence he speaks. In other words...'

'My cognition has already been proactively tampered with by him. I'm going to be done for this ti!'